George Lucas is God and I am his humble servant. Everything belongs to Lucasfilm. I only borrow the characters. I don't get paid for this and I don't want to. It is just for fun.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
It is well known that Anakin Skywalker constructed the droid C-3PO. What if Darth Vader made one as well? What if this new droid had a bit too much personality to be healthy for his maker? This is the answer.
by
Delilah Draken
The moment of birth is always a moment of excruciating fear and happiness. Fear that the new life will not accept its place in creation's order. Fear that the young one will leave shortly after the beginning of its existence. Fear of looming death. Happiness about the beginning of an new life. Happiness because it was a success to create. Happiness just because it begins.
Those two emotions could not be seen on the creator's face but they were there nonetheless. He was allowed to indulge in these feelings. After four years of painstakingly slow research and construction his masterpiece was finished. For a last time he polished the red armor before it was fastened in place. For a last time he checked the mechanics and programming. For a last time he saw his creation without guilt in his heart. He hesitated. Should he really do it? Should he condemn this pure new soul to the same life of darkness he was force to bear? Should he allow his creation to be manipulated and abused in the same way as he was? He could not answer those questions. He did not want to think about the consequences. It would hurt too much.
He turned the switch. The eyes behind the blood red mask glowed for a short moment. Servos began working. Breathing was simulated. Artificial intelligence became aware of its surroundings. Gone was the masterpiece of droid construction. Gone was the prototype of a new generation of battle druids. In its place was now the first member of the Imperial Guard.
He was Crimson Guard. It was his prime directive to serve the Empire. In his simple electronic mind there were only two things which counted - the Empire and his Master. And his Master was right before him. He remembered the black clad man from the past. This man created him, gave his body the form it had today, made him a warrior. This man gave him a mind. This man gave him life.
This man was his Father.